I had every intention of posting more in February, but I got in the way of that. Correct. I am putting the blame on myself.
First, a special thanks to Parks & Recreation for bringing about the celebration of Galentine's Day. It's a day about ladies celebrating ladies, and my amazing, lady friends did just that with the weekend before Valentine's
I took some pictures, but not very much. When you're surrounded by amazing friendships, you tend to just soak it in a little more.
I got to have a roommate date on the same day as Galentine's celebrations by going to an aquarium. I have an intense love for aquariums. Especially ones that have penguins, and jellyfish.
It's no California Academy of Sciences, but if this little desert that we live in has a nice ocean getaway without the sand, I can make do.
The lull of taking said pictures and posting them were a result of unnecessary and inane events that got in the way. But I quickly dismissed all of that when came the day of bringing my puppy home.
Her name was Sulu, and she was perfect in every way. She was only eight weeks old, but she learned how to sit and had a good grasp of where to wait when she wanted to be let out for bathroom breaks. Not once did she ever soil her crate. She was smart, but a little bit of a lemon.
Life has a tricky way of making you prioritize after unexpected events occur. I had to make a difficult decision. I didn't get to have her for long, but I loved her so much.
I don't want to go into details as to why I don't have her anymore. That's the kind of effect she had on me though. I keep to myself more. Not in a hermit kind of way, but rather to be a little less frivolous in all aspects of life and to hone in on what's really important.
Que sera sera, or so they say.